“No don’t wipe it up! I want you to let it dry that way. Keep your clothes off and go sit over in that chair. Play with your pussy until I finish ...the phone meeting I have in a few minutes. When I’m all done, Daddy Clarence is gonna fuck your ass good and hard.”Lucy did as she was told. She didn’t mind most of what Clarence did to her. She got paid well and she got to have a lot of sex and most of the time she got to cum. She thought it was a little creepy at first when he wanted her to call him. The funeral was the worst part. Everybody was looking at her as if she was an alien but they didn't speak to her. Her aunts stared at Alex trying to figure out who he was and failing miserably. Her mother of course didn't acknowledge her presence.Alex was holding her hand in a tight grip that was hurting her but she didn't mind. She wanted to cry, she actually tried to cry but tears wouldn't come. Jen felt dead, devoid of any emotion. There was no sorrow, no sadness, no loneliness; she was. ” And Mom said, “Good for you. I was afraid your father would get to her first.” I replied, “Maggie doesn’t want Dad to fuck her.” Mom said, “That’s okay he still has his sister if he gets horny or his new secretary. She is very small, she has really tiny titties, and she looks like your sister. He’ll deal with it. Pass me back to your sister. Oh, good night honey.” Maggie said, “Yes…okay…I will…good night Mommy.” Then she dropped the phone onto the bed and attacked me with a new vigor making. I’m sure it will be fine. One weekend’s the same as any other, right?”“No, not really. This weekend is the annual summer celebration. Bowling for Soup is playing and will be fireworks, a balloon festival, all kinds of stuff happening. We agreed to go weeks ago, and the Clarks paid extra to book the cabin you insisted on getting. Why am I having to tell you all of this? Are you so obsessed with your yoga stuff that you forgot about our marriage and our friends?”“Can you not call it my ‘yoga.